Chapter 1034: Relics

? Whether it is often said that "the dead will eventually become the past" or Dumbledore often said that "death is another great adventure", in fact, it reminds everyone of the distance between life and death.
And maybe it is this disparity that will make little dwarf Peter, Tom Riddle, and even the ancient black wizard Hailebo afraid of it?
However, Dumbledore chose to bet on his own life, "selfish" and happily embarked on the no return path in search of death.
Yes, Dumbledore, the great wizard, has indeed left everyone. Maca also knew that those who left must not have returned.
Maybe only those ghosts who are stranded in the world for various reasons can be considered to be freed from the shackles of that "absolute rule"?
The price they paid was an invisible but almost eternal prison.
Until now, after Dumbledore's death, Maca thought a lot, and finally came to a conclusion.
"Professor Dumbledore ... you said, are those white ghosts floating in mid-air all day long, are they the" warning "that death has left for us wizards?"
In the responsive room, Maca asked Dumbledore this little question about the rules of death. But unfortunately, probably only Dumbledore could answer this doubt for him a little bit.
"Crack."
When the doorknob of the Compliance Room was gently twisted from the inside, Hermione and Luna and others protruded their heads from the other corner.
It was only Maca who could come out from behind the slowly opening door.
After seeing Maca's backhand and closing the door again, the big guys were walking through the gallery, one by one gathered around him.
Even the windbreaker wizard who had been away from here with the crowd just now could not help standing still at the periphery, and cast his eyes in the shadow of the hat to this side.
"Where is Harry? Marka, how is Harry?"
The most anxious nature is Ginny, and seeing her anxious look when she drags Maca's arm, for fear that as long as Maca dare to say half a piece of bad news about Harry, she can faint everyone on the spot!
Knowing that everyone was too anxious at this time, Maca didn't say any more nonsense, even when she smiled and shook her head.
"It's okay, Harry is fine-it's so good!" He patted Ginny on the shoulder. "Relax, don't be so nervous, you can relax."
Among these friends, Maca's words are obviously very useful. Even if he was the only one who came out of the responsive room, everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, as if the worry hanging in his heart had finally fallen to the ground.
After that, Ginny asked again:
"Then ... that Hammy (Lee), why didn't you come out with Lee (You) ..."
It is presumably because she suddenly relaxed from the extremely tense state of mind. Not only was she panting, she didn't even listen to her tongue, and her words broke a little bit.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with Ginny's articulation, but her question is exactly what everyone wants to ask.
Looking at the eyes with lingering hearts in front of her, Maca smiled again.
"Because Harry still needs time," he said, "Although I don't know how long it will be, I know that he will soon come out of himself ..."
Speaking of which, he paused deliberately, then focused on:
"Bring his sword together!"
Having said that, Maca smiled and urged everyone to return to their respective classrooms, obediently receiving the penalties and penalties for their absence.
"Go on!"
Seeing that Luna was still at the end, Marca shook her head and waved her hand. When Luna saw this, she pouted and trot away.
Waiting to drive everyone except the trench coat wizard back, Maca turned back and leaned slightly towards the other side of the corridor.
"Professor McGonagall, come out soon--"
The voice fell slightly, and the unmanned corner was blurred for a while, and then a figure appeared from there.
"It seems not only you, but even Ms. Lovegood has found me." McGonagall, who came out from there, said softly, looking at Maca.
It was just when she said this, but her face was not half lost, and some were just a smile that witnessed the outstanding growth of the students.
Soon, Professor McGonagall said with emotion:
"After hearing the news that Mr. Potter is safe and sound and that the children have grown up, I have begun to thank that I can find the right place in a timely manner today."
So far, Maca didn't ask her why she should hide her body with the magic spell, because the answer was already obvious.
...
It may be because none of her friends such as Hermione showed anything unusual! Harry's temporary leave of absence didn't make much waves in the school.
In the afternoon, after apologizing to the absent professors, this incident was basically a thing of the past.
Of course, as Maca mentioned earlier, the deductions and penalties are caused by Hogwarts's school rules, and the disposal should be unavoidable.
Incidentally, the administrator Felch seemed happy about this.
After dinner, after all of them went upstairs to clean up the common bathrooms, Maca called them all into the auditorium.
Before long, the Gryffindor table in the castle hall.
"Before you all had to go to class, I didn't say much. Now, before you all go back to the common room and struggle with your homework, I think I should mention something to you."
Hearing Marka's words, Hermione and others couldn't help but be curious-although Marka was very brief at the time, it seemed that everything should be said, right?
Anything else missing?
Everyone did not interrupt Maca's words, everyone just put his doubtful eyes on him, waiting for him to continue.
"Well, actually I have two things to say now," Maca said immediately. "First, I saw Professor Dumbledore in the Requirement Room."
"what?"
As soon as this sentence came out, even Luna, who didn't care about everything all day long, widened her eyes, let alone the others present.
"Wait, I'm not finished yet!"
Maca immediately followed with a cheerful smile, meaningfully:
"When I saw‘ his ’, I was a little surprised in my heart—you ca n’t surprise me all by yourself?

"So?" Hermione hurriedly asked. "What the is going on?"
"Actually, this is related to the second thing I want to say. Look, this is it!"
As he spoke, he took out the storybook that Dumbledore was holding in his hands, and placed it gently on the table in front of him.
"Golden Gryphon from the Wild," a relic given to Harry by Professor Dumbledore. "
Hermione looked at it, reached out her hands subconsciously, and touched the shoulder bag she always carried. The piece of dung left by Dumbledore at that time is still lying quietly somewhere inside!
"The thing is this-a small mark was left on this book by Professor Dumbledore. That mark will only be activated if Harry can really touch the inside of the Gryffindor sword "Maca said, shrugging." It's a strange way to hide. I didn't find it at the time. "
After a little admiration, he said again:
"However, what emerged from it was only a metamorphic product that contained the memory of Professor Dumbledore, and it did not last for a long time. What Professor did was only based on Harry's efforts and persistence He just gave it up! "
Upon hearing the appearance of Professor Dumbledore, Hermione and others were very impressed.
Although the old man has been away from everyone for a short period of time, and since then everyone has experienced many things, but to this day, the loving face of the other person is still vividly remembered. Minutes passed, and Hermione, who first regained the memory of her heart and put it back in her heart, continued to speak:
"Maca, the second thing you want to say ... is to have Ron and I show you the professor's relic again?"
"Yes!"
Maca stretched out her right hand and went straight to the local road:
"Although Professor Dumbledore always has a long-term vision, we cannot rely on his wisdom to take one step at a time. I believe the professor is looking forward to our growth."
Like Professor McGonagall-he added secretly in his heart.
Hermione nodded her head, and quickly found the ugly black and yellow dung stone from her shoulder bag, and then stuffed it into Maca's hands.
No way, even now that she can guess what secrets there may be, she can hardly like it in the face of a dung stone.
After all, she's also a girl of her own age, isn't she?
On the other side, Maca was holding the thing, looking back and forth on the silver necklace and the dung stone itself. But no matter how he researched it, it was really just a potion material that could detoxify in an emergency.
In the end, he seemed to put a taste in his mouth.
As for whether there are any marks like that storybook, he didn't find it anyway!
He froze casually, and Maca simply reached out to Ron again, and asked him to hand over the small glass bottle containing the embers of the Phoenix rebirth.
However, at this moment, he paused to reach out, and then gently measured the dung stone in his left hand.
"Huh?" Maca raised her eyebrows and said, "This weight ... doesn't seem right?"
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